You Are What You Meat

I feel torn in the food world. I like to eat but I don’t like to eat too much. I like meat but my mouth doesn’t water at the sight of a steak. Most of the days of the week, I like to have lentils or beans for dinner. I crave salad all the time. I am addicted to protein bars, yes, I would rather have a bar than a whole meal some of the time.

I bet you want to kick me out of foodie world. That’s fine. I will wait for you on the other side of the fence waving a flag made of kale.
I am not a vegetarian and I probably will never be one, again. I was a vegetarian for a few years.

I do not connect with the whole “stuff yourself with weird animal parts ” trend. I do not think lard is sexy. I am not saying it’s bad but it’s mediocre in my book.

My pet peeve is people who think living without meat makes you boring. Life is what you make of it and I have a list of blogger friends who make vegetables look like super models.